200

 

“Remine me brad, whad arr wee celebratin' stedda gonna class?,” Carrie asked her boyfriend.

Brad came up behind her and grabbed her titts. As he groped them, he reminded her “200 posts.” 

“Oh yah, too hunnred poszz onna ssumblin' fillies blog,” she slurred, grinding her ass ahainst the growing bulge in her boyfriend's pants, and making a peace sign with her fingers.

Her best friend Miranda took a photo of them asked her, “Jeezuss carrie, how zzzrunk arr yoo?,” ignoring the fact she too was drunk. Brad was nibbling on Carrie's ear, and pinching her hard nipples.

“Oh!,” yelped before answering Miranda, “Yes, im verry zzzrunk, juzz liyke the girls onna blog,” she told him and opened her beer. Grabbing a couple of pills she popped them in her mouth, and washed them back with the beer. “Ann im high.  Im fuggin' wayssed juzz liyke the girls onna blog.”

“Thats my girl. You know I love intoxicated girls,” Brad told them.

Miranda put her own phone down, and grabbed a joint. She was quite unsteady in her heels and purple party dress, but she managed to light the joint. She took a puff, before passing it to Carrie. Miranda exhaled, and set the lighter on the table, but missed. It fell to the floor. Miranda when to pick it up, but she too fell to the floor. Her boobs popped out and her bare pussy was on display the way she landed on her fat ass. 

 

Miranda and Carrie broke out in a fit of giggles. When Carrie finally recovered she asked, “Jeezuss, miranna.  Juzz how zzzrunk arr yoo?”

Brad quickly grabbed Mirandas phone and took a photo.

“Im trashed.  Juzz liyke the girls onna blog.  Ann i fuggin' love it!” Miranda answered. 

“I fuggin' love bein' trashed too.  Speakin' uhf fuggin', fffuck miranna ann i pleeeze Brad,” carrie ordered him. As he was otherwise occupied, he didn't get any other photos for the blog.


This blog contains nudity, adult themes and sexual situations that is intended for mature adults and is pure fantasy. It contains works of fiction and artwork, and does not condone drug use, huge breasts- which can be harmful in real life.

This is the 200th post. Images were found and slightly edited, and text written.


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